Zeluoju was riding a camel, carrying a saber, wearing a black eye patch and a full beard. He looked like the most standard horse bandit from the Western Regions.
He hasn't been so solemn in a long time.
In the past, he was the "Evil Sword of the Vast Sea" who lived high in the Evil Mountains. He has long passed the stage of carrying the sword himself and fighting hard. He has more than a thousand bandits under his command. If anything is given, he can get it done. If he really encounters it,
If he can't afford to offend anyone, he can still hide in Halle and go to his master, the Crying Old Man. With Crying Old Man's peak strength, there aren't many things in the world that he can't protect.
But this time was different from the past. Ze Luo Ju was thinking in his heart while riding his horse forward.
He didn't pay much attention to the enemy Zhao Heng he was about to fight against. Although the opponent had a Dharmakaya ranked second in the Heavenly Ranking as a backing, he was not there to kill people. If he was just to capture him alive, even if the opponent had some powerful life-saving weapons.
Things may not be used by oneself.
But once caught like this, problems also arise.
The Great Asura's meaning is very clear. The Western Region is his territory, and no matter who wants to cause trouble, he must first obtain his permission. People like Zhao Heng who suddenly come to cause trouble without saying a word in advance are the most repulsive to him.
However, the other party has a deep background, and the Great Asura is not willing to start a war with a person ranked second in the Heaven Ranking unless it is absolutely necessary. The purpose of catching Zhao Heng is to test the other party's mind.
Who is behind this move?
Is it the Zhao family of the Southern Jin Dynasty? Or the Spark Sect?
Did they negotiate it, or did one of them take advantage of the other?
The worst outcome is that the Southern Jin Dynasty and the Spark Sect unite to take action against the Western Regions. In this case, the enemies will be the two Dharmakayas.
Mengnan thought to himself that although he could not win with the help of Shura Temple's mountain-protecting formation, he could still persevere if he apologized and guarded the gate, or at worst gave up the Western Region to them. After all, no one wanted to force a Dharmakaya to die.
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The best result is to let the Southern Jin Dynasty and Xinghuo Sect fight each other and reap the benefits.
Anyway, no matter how you look at it, you are not at a loss!
It may be true that Great Asura will not suffer losses, but that is not necessarily the case for Luo Ju.
He didn't understand much about the game between dharma bodies, but he understood that with Zhao Heng's background, it wouldn't take many years to break through the exterior scene and surpass himself.
If I offended him today and can't get rid of the trouble later, it is almost certain that the other party will come to visit me in the future.
If you are lucky, you will be tortured to vent your anger, but if you are not lucky, you will become ashes.
After all, he was a deviant, so there was no need for a reason to be killed.
With this move today, the fate of the future will be handed over to others. This feeling really makes Zeluoju panic.
"How about I treat him politely?"
After carefully thinking about this possibility, he shook his head again, "The exterior scene is more like coercion than Kai Qiao, no matter how polite you are."
He just wished that the road under his feet could go all the way to the end of the world, until Zhao Heng suddenly left the Western Region, or at least left the Hanhai. In that case, the matter would be out of his control.
Unfortunately, instead of retreating, Zhao Heng seemed to have intentionally exposed his whereabouts.
"Damn, chase!"
Zeluo Ju gritted his teeth and could only take the lead and chase after him.
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"Prince, don't worry, I will ensure that no one will disturb you and Zeluoju's fair fight."
A man in a white robe with a small red flag printed on his sleeves stood side by side with Zhao Heng, "The leader is also looking forward to this battle."
Although Zhao Heng was a disciple of Chi Yao, he had no position in the Spark Sect because he had never participated in the missionary activities in Southern Wilderness, so the missionary was called by his identity in the Southern Jin Dynasty.
"Thank you, Messenger Zhao. I will definitely live up to Master's expectations!"
Zhao Heng responded forcefully.
"You still have to be more careful. Even if you can't use the power of heaven and earth, there is still a huge gap between the exterior and the opening."
The missionary named Zhao reminded, "With us here, you only need to concentrate on dealing with Zeluoju alone, but no matter how the battle between the two of you develops, we will not intervene."
"Do not worry!"
Zhao Heng still looked confident, "If I can't even deal with a mere evil sword in the vast sea, how can I clarify the world and cleanse the evil atmosphere in the future? I will win this battle!"
The golden sword on his waist made a soft sound in conjunction with it.
"Okay, then let's get ready."
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Zeluoju led the team to follow him, but the further he went, the more he felt something was wrong.
Because a group of enemies would appear on the road from time to time to entangle the horse bandits under his command. The number of enemies was not large each time, but the number of times was overwhelming.
He went back and forth, and when he came to his senses, he was shocked to find that he was alone.
Directly across from him, there was a man in yellow robe, holding a sword with one hand and facing away from him. His aura was vaguely connected to the heaven and earth here.
"Are you Zhao Heng, the crown prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty?"
Zeluo Ju narrowed his one eye slightly, with this posture that faintly moved the heavens and the earth. He was worthy of being ranked third on the list.
"No, today, I am just Zhao Heng."
Zhao Heng turned around and said, "Third on the list, Zhao Heng!"
'What's the meaning?'
Zeluo Ju thought carefully, 'Does he mean that his trip does not represent the intentions of the Southern Jin Dynasty? It is just a private act? He thinks I will believe it?'
"It doesn't matter who you are today. The prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty has entered our Western Region. His Excellency the Great Asura is very happy and holds a banquet in the Shura Temple. I believe that you will not disappoint the Great Asura?"
Regardless of whether it was useful or not, Luo Ju opened his mouth and carried out the great Asura Mengnan, preparing to give Zhao Heng a little pressure.
"How can a little person like me get into the eyes of Lord Asura?"
Zhao Heng tightened his hands and said, "I specially invited Xie Dao to come here today."
"Did you look for me specifically?"
Zeluoju felt uneasy, "Why?"
"war!"
Zhao Heng stopped talking nonsense and raised his hand to throw out the forbidden magic weapon. Clouds suddenly rose in the desert, forming a hemispherical cover, which covered Zhao Heng and Zeluoju upside down.
"What's this?!"
The magic weapon was activated too quickly, and Luo Ju had no time to react, and the next moment he was dumbfounded. Because he found that he could not use the method he was most familiar with as a strong man on location!
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Seeing that the situation was going to collapse, although Luo Ju was not frightened, the cruelty hidden in his bones rushed into his heart.
"Do you think that with the power of heaven and earth sealed, you, a child with an enlightened state, can fight me?"
He stepped on the stirrup hard and flew up with his saber in hand. The light of the sword flashed past, causing a burst of ghostly cries and howls.
Zeluoju became a disciple of the Crying Old Man, practiced Kuangsha Magical Skills when he was enlightened, and later received the inheritance of the Eighteen Pats of Resentful Souls.
At this moment, with a full blow of the sword, there is not only the violence of the howling wind and the roaring of the yellow sand, but also the invisible coldness of an innocent soul seeking life, and the invisible coldness of a fierce ghost. It cuts the body as well as the spirit.
If someone is not mentally strong enough, he may not even have time to react and will be beheaded with a knife.
But Zhao Heng is obviously not such a person.
Zeluo Ju's sword did not allow him to have any secrets. The Xuanyuan sword "clanged" out of its sheath, and the golden sword body was entwined with dragon-shaped energy like phantoms.
Roar!
The upright dragon roar instantly dispersed the cries and screams of the innocent souls. The two dragons entangled and circled each other, turning into Xuanhe sword energy and facing the evil knife that was slashed by Duotou.
[Fulong Xiangtian]!
This is Zhao Heng’s self-created swordsmanship, guided by his own experience and using his sword to clarify his will!
He has been dormant for long enough, and it is time for him to soar into the sky and show his splendor!
Rumble——
Daogang sword energy collided with each other and refused to give in. The golden dragon and the ghost bit each other and entangled each other. In the end, Zhi Luoju was the better, but after consuming a lot of sword energy, it could not pose much threat to Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng was very satisfied with the first test move.
The enemy is stronger than you, that's for sure, but it's important that you don't collapse at the first touch.
As long as we can maintain a stalemate, even if it is only a short stalemate, there is a chance to turn defeat into victory. Finding a glimmer of hope in the impossible is the real training!
"Come again!"
Zhao Heng became more and more courageous as he fought. He waved his hand and used another self-created sword skill.
【Dragon fights in the wild】!
Zeluoju, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression. He was a master of exterior scenes and had not even climbed one level of the ladder. There was still a gulf-like gap between him and the realm of enlightenment.
At this time, you are in a stalemate with a junior?
He can't accept it!
Before coming, Zeluo Ju thought about many situations. There was someone protecting Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng would take revenge on him if he survived, Zhao Heng simply ran away so that he could not find anyone... and so on.
But there was only one possibility that he never thought about - what if he couldn't take down Zhao Heng?
It’s a joke, can’t you get a clue about the outdoor scene in Tangtang?
Before today, Zeluoju didn't believe it.
If the first level of the outdoor scene can defeat the second and third levels, it is not surprising because everyone is in the smaller stage. It is also acceptable that the fifth and sixth levels of enlightenment can defeat the eighth and ninth levels of enlightenment.
But only Kaiqiao is better than location, which is an anecdote that has never happened in ancient times. Generally speaking, if a Kaiqiao rookie escapes safely from the hands of a strong person on location, they will be written up in a big book, and even directly promoted in the rankings.
Counterattack...
While the name of this enlightened hero has been immortalized in history, the one on location will also be infamy for thousands of years.
"I don't accept this ending!
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Zeluoju was furious, and the sword light became more and more weird. He took off the eye mask with his other hand, and his empty left eye suddenly lit up with a faint green light. There seemed to be fish-like things swimming and circling in it, and the surroundings suddenly
There were echoes of the ghosts of injustice, and it became dark and sinister.
His left eye was gouged out by the crying old man because of a mistake, but as a blessing in disguise, he mastered an extremely difficult evil skill - "Netherworld Evil Eye", which is also one of the origins of his nickname "Evil Sword"
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As soon as the "Netherworld Evil Eye" came out, his sword power became more and more evil and cold, as if it came from the Nine Netherworld, and thousands of souls were wailing in harmony with it.
Even if Zhao Heng pushed the Emperor's Dragon Sword to the extreme, the sound of the dragon's roar could not suppress the howling of the fierce ghost, and it was gradually pushed into a disadvantage, struggling to hold on.
The green light in Zeluo Ju's eyes became more and more intense, almost compressing Zhao Heng's golden sword light into a small light spot that could be extinguished at any time.
But no matter how ups and downs the golden light goes, it remains stable and remains immortal under the stranglehold of the green and black evil sword light.
Like weeds that cannot be burned away by wildfire, they always grow back in unexpected places.
"Netherworld Evil Eye" is Zeluoju's ultimate move. It is used for two reasons: it consumes too much and cannot be used as a regular move, or the sequelae are serious and it is not used if possible.
"Netherworld Evil Eye" takes up all of these two items.
Although it provides Zeluoju with powerful blessings, if he cannot win within the blessing time, once it is consumed excessively, it will turn into a talisman for his own death.
"Damn it!"
Feeling the gradual depletion of his spiritual power, Ze Luo Juzai couldn't help but cursed angrily, "Why are you so resistant?! Why aren't you dead yet?!"
It was obvious that he was anxious.
When he became anxious, Zhao Heng became more secure.
The dragon can be big or small, it can attack or defend, it can coil or sit. When the coiling dragon sword is spread out, no matter how fierce Zeluoju's sword skills are, it will be difficult to break through the golden defensive circle.
The most he could do was to use his stronger body to knock Zhao Heng back step by step, but Zhao Heng's steps were not messy even though he retreated, and his sword was still intact, always keeping a spark alive.
“Ahhhh!
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Zeluo Ju's sword power became more and more crazy. Zhao Heng's mouth was filled with blood, but his eyes were shining brightly and a smile appeared on his face.
"Your knife is messed up!"
He finally changed his sword power and used a simple "Yunlong Exploring Claw" to pierce through the flaw in Zeluoju's sword technique and cut towards the opponent's wrist.
This sword was both fast and cruel, so if Luo Ju didn't want to lose his sword-wielding hand, he could only withdraw his sword and defend himself.
But this defense gave Zhao Heng a chance.
He was like a spring that was oppressed to the extreme. At this moment, he suddenly relaxed the external force, and suddenly it was like a surging river that was out of control.
The sharp sword light was deadly in every move, and each move was aimed at Zeluoju's weak spot. Thirteen swords in a row forced Zeluoju back thirteen steps!
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Door.
He was just betting that Zhao Heng, the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, could not exchange lives with him!
In the past many years, Zeluoju had won many bets and could not kill many disciples from famous families. This time, he still believed in his intuition.
But just when the swords of both sides were about to reach their bodies, Zhao Heng's figure suddenly dispersed, and more than a dozen figures appeared, one after another, like a golden dragon wagging its tail, passing by the enemy.
Behind Zeluoju, those phantoms dispersed and reunited, and became one person again, it was Zhao Heng who slowly sheathed his sword.
"you!"
Zeluo Ju's neck was bleeding, and he said "ho ho" twice, as if he was accusing Zhao Heng of cheating with his physical skills.
Unfortunately, this accusation was not accepted.
The forbidden illusion world was released, and Zhao Heng looked up at the sky.
The yellow sand that had been covering the sky over the Western Region all day long was swept away, the sky was bright, lead clouds hung low, and cyan electric lights wandered and lingered in the clouds like dragons and snakes.
Boom!
The thunder turned into a beam of light and struck Zhao Heng's head.
Heavenly calamity!
Anyone who reaches heaven in one step will surely suffer disaster from heaven.
Zhao Heng's way has come true.
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Southern wilderness.
The Gu God clone saw dark clouds gathering in the sky, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked through the empty door towards a temple.
It is mainly black and blood-colored, with human bones and mutilated limbs engraved on it, with all kinds of ferocious appearances. On the front door are three large characters full of murderous anger:
"Shura Temple"
A black and red escaping light was about to fly out of the temple.
"Haha, fellow Taoist Mengnan, please stay."
The Gu God clone stepped out in one step, and his figure had already appeared outside Shura Temple, just in time to intercept the escaping light.